When we moved into an old farmhouse, I wrote a letter pretending to be from some old-timey girl, then rubbed it in dirt and burnt the edges, and took it to school and told my teacher I found it in the basement. He was all "Oh wow, let me show this to Other Teacher!" I was so proud that I had fooled them. Yeah, they were totally laughing at me.
I used to pretend I was the star of a series of Cool Girl videos and that I was being recorded just, you know, going through my cool daily life. I would talk to the "camera" walking around.
I kept entire notebooks full of "families" - I would draw all the kids (there were always like 8 per family), name them (first, middle, last) and give them ages and likes and dislikes. I think this stemmed from the Babysitter's Club, somehow.
I made very elaborate traps out of shoe boxes, string and sticks and tried to trap birds and rabbits in them. Never caught a one.
I thought I could trick him or an angel or someshit and trap his voice on my voice recording pen.
So I'd have fake prayers that ended up like People questionnaires, thinking that the voice recording pen would catch the voice in the act answering my thoughtful questions like "Do you like tennis?" that I couldn't hear IRL.
Surprisingly, it never worked.
I did freak the fuck out the first time I saw someone using voice recording stuff on like a ghost hunting show. IT WAS MY IDEA IN THIRD GRADE, GHOST PLUMBER MAN. BACK OFF. IT DOESN'T WORK AND NOW I KNOW YOU'RE A FRAUD.
Post by noodleskooze on May 8, 2014 14:38:31 GMT -5
OMG reading these is reminding me of some!
My BFF and I used to lick crepe paper. It tasted so bad, but we thought it was so funny!
We also had a "detective agency," and we thought we were solving an international crime when we looked at the world map and saw the Ganges River. We were convinced that was code for "gangs" and that's where all the bad people where coming from.
When I would play with Barbies by myself, I didn't talk out loud. All of the dialogue was in my head. So I'd be holding the dolls and still doing that thing that is for some reason required, where you sort of bounce whichever one is talking up and down, but I would be silent.
APPARENTLY this is weird, but I still stand by my position that it is much more logical than making out-loud voices for a conversation between dolls that can't actually speak or hear each other.
I would play 'dog' with my little sister and she would ride around on my back for days. I also treated her like she was my puppy and I was the momma dog.
My Dad modified my Popples tent to attach it over the top bunk bed so I wouldn't have to sleep in the same room as my brother anymore. He was still on the bottom bunk. We were 6 and 7 I think. I slept like that for a year and I can still vividly remember the look of the Popples glowing in the overhead light that was like 2 feet away from the top of the tent.
In middle school, I'd make up dances to every song I had on CD. Spent hours in my room choreographing. That might not be weird, but all the dance training I have had amounts to about six weeks of tap and gymnastics when I was 5. I thought I looked awesome.
LOL I did this too. I never took a class of any kind in dance or gymnastics or anything. There was a lot of stepping-in-a-square in my routines.
Post by loskadoodle on May 8, 2014 14:40:38 GMT -5
I would say I was probably in middle school and I had one of those huge jawbreakers that I would lick and then just put back in the packaging. I probably licked it for months, it was so gross. We also used to snort the sugar from sour patch kids on the bus.
I was jealous of the cats for a while so I would crawl around the house on all fours and pretend to be a cat. This would go on for days sporadically between 3-7. My poor parents would just go along with it.
Whenever I ate candy alone, which was a lot because my mom slept in almost every day and would let me do my own thing until she got up, I would just stuff the wrappers under the entertainment center, or in a vase, or under the couch, because I was lazy and didn't want to get up from my bean bag. I did this for YEARS probably until I was like 9. The entertainment center was never moved because it was one of those HUGE 80s centers. We moved when I was 13. When the movers moved the entertainment center there were hundreds of candy wrappers left in it's wake. HUNDREDS! My parents still make fun of me over this till this day!
I did this too! Behind my grandpas entertainment unit. When it was finally moved, I said 'I forgot about those' he was really sweet and took the blame so my parents wouldn't be upset. It was really sweet of him.
Post by CajunShrimp on May 8, 2014 14:42:25 GMT -5
My grandfather used to love golf, and would watch it on tv all the time at our summer house, so I would watch it with him. I used to make up a bed on our sofa for Jack Nicklaus, for when he would "come and visit".
We also had a "detective agency," and we thought we were solving an international crime when we looked at the world map and saw the Ganges River. We were convinced that was code for "gangs" and that's where all the bad people where coming from.
Yup, after reading Harriet the Spy, I wandered around my neighborhood with a notebook writing down "clues." Mostly about ducks.
Oh and also, I did some weirdo science experiment where I put my blood from a scraped knee on a piece of paper and kept it to see what would happen.
My grandma once walked in on my oldest uncle (who was maybe four at the time) sitting on top of the dining room table eating a tub of butter directly from the tub. You aren't alone!
One summer when I was supposed to be way past the age of Barbie dolls my friend and I would spend ALL DAY LONG 5 DAYS A WEEK in her walk in closet pretending our Barbie's were Madonna, Tiffany, and the Bangles. My friend's mom was my babysitter/summer care provider so I was there every day.
We used to make them "have sex" by having them lay on top of each other with their shirts off. Marine Ken was the hottest he got to "have sex" with Totally Hair Theresa the most (she was my favorite).
The concerts always had a stage, and "spot lights" (flashlights), a thousand costume changes, and of course a boom box the associated CD/tape.
We would only do with together because nobody else would have taken our story lines as seriously.
We also had a "detective agency," and we thought we were solving an international crime when we looked at the world map and saw the Ganges River. We were convinced that was code for "gangs" and that's where all the bad people where coming from.
Yup, after reading Harriet the Spy, I wandered around my neighborhood with a notebook writing down "clues." Mostly about ducks.
Oh and also, I did some weirdo science experiment where I put my blood from a scraped knee on a piece of paper and kept it to see what would happen.
Haha - two boys and I started a Young Detectives Club after reading too many Encyclopedia Brown books.
When I was in 5th grade, I asked my teacher on a random school day -- not like a talent show contest or anything -- if I could perform a lip-synch for the class. It was to Weird Al's "Gotta Boogie" song. (It was about boogers, if that's not clear.) I had two girlfriends pop-up from their desks for some random background singer lyrics.
My teacher was sweet to indulge my request, but I look back at it a little bit mortified now.
Post by marshmallowmars on May 8, 2014 14:50:02 GMT -5
We used to play "night games" and one of the neighbor dads told me and my BFF that while we were hiding, if we closed our eyes and TRULY BELIEVED no one could see us, we would not be found. BFF and I both believed this for a stupidly long time and always hid with our eyes closed, trying to "truly believe". lol
I used to dress up my cat and push her around in a baby stroller.
I also used to pretend that I was a princess who was marrying a prince. I would make a note of all the things I would change around the city when I had the power to do so.
I used to go to school with and play with actual princes, so it wasn't that far fetched. Except we were 10 years old
On days I had art I sat next to Brandon and he was my crush. So I would come up with super cool outfits to impress him. Mind you, we did not have a lot of money so I had to get really creative. Once I went my hair down and then wore my mom's sweatband as a headband. But I didn't wear it normal. I sort of wore it like it was a crown but all of my hair on top of it and just hanging over it. I am sure he was really impressed with me.
I wore belts with my nightgowns. I hid HoHo wrappers in the couch cushions. I had one step in our basement that I refused to step because if I did, ghosts would come out and kill me. I spent hours designing house floor plans and neighborhood layouts in my notebooks
I used to want to be small enough to live in my dollhouse. I would go around collecting things that could be used as furniture (like a spool of thread as a table like in Stuart Little) for the day when I turned into a miniature person.
I used to do this too, lol.
I tried telling everyone my parents were Italian because my friend was and I loved her brown eyes. As if somehow that would change my pale Irish skin and green eyes. Weirdo.
I used to dress up my cat and walk him around the neighborhood in my doll stroller. He totally loved it.